Chester scoffed and raised an eyebrow at Alice, "If I told you I have soone close to him, would you believe ?"
Alice froze, her eyes wide, "Are you saying you planted soone next to Howard Geoffrey?"
Chester said nothing further, lazily leaning back on the sofa with a aningful smile, holding his glass.
Alice shook her head, "Impossible, that’s absolutely impossible... Jason Wood and Roye have been with Howard Geoffrey for so many years, there’s no way they would betray him."
Chester looked at Alice with interest, still wearing a polite smile, "In this world, nothing is impossible, just like you never thought you’d be walking into church with Howard Geoffrey in a wedding gown tomorrow."
"Can you tell who that person is?"
A hint of cunning flashed in Chester’s eyes, "Has anyone told you that a woman only needs to serve a man well and doesn’t need to be too smart."
Alice imdiately fell silent.
Chester suddenly raised his glass, "Co, let’s toast to congratulate on my new marriage."
Alice regained her smile and clinked glasses with Chester, "I wish you and Rebecca Quentin a long life together, and a happy marriage."
"Thank you."
Both lowered their heads and took a sip.
At that mont, Keith Antony ca in from outside.
"Boss."
Chester looked over.
Keith had already co up to Chester and said seriously, "Everything is ready; now we’re just waiting for you to start."
Chester nodded, "Well done... co over and have a drink." Saying this, he poured Keith a glass of red wine.
Rebecca Quentin looked at herself in the mirror, sowhat unrecognizable.
She was wearing a white wedding dress, her hair elegantly pinned up, her makeup subtle and delicate beneath the veil that draped down to the floor off her shoulders.
Around her neck glistened a set of diamond jewelry carefully crafted by Mrs. Geoffrey, the necklace embedded with fine diamonds purposely avoiding complex designs, matching her fresh and elegant makeup with graceful elegance, yet without a hint of vulgarity, making her like a quiet orchid, exuding a subtle fragrance.
Rebecca Quentin turned around with the aid of the makeup artist, leaving everyone present frozen in place.
She was so beautiful, beautiful enough to take everyone’s breath away...
If Rebecca Quentin’s usual demure appearance seed far inadequate for Howard Geoffrey in others’ eyes, at this mont, with her exquisite makeup and the graceful curves under the wedding dress, her beauty blossod all at once, making it hard to believe how she had concealed herself all the while.
Rebecca Quentin saw everyone’s dazed faces, thinking there might be sothing lacking in her wedding attire, she glanced down at herself, then dumbly asked, "Is there sothing not right with how I look?"
"Beautiful, beautiful..."
The servants chorused.
Isabella Joanna suddenly ran to Rebecca Quentin’s side, exaggeratedly scrutinizing her, "Darling, you look stunning!"
"Becca, you really look beautiful today."
Christine Quinn praised, her eyes gleaming with amazent.
The servant adjusted the train of Rebecca Quentin’s wedding dress and handed her a bouquet of pure flowers.
Christine Quinn ca to Rebecca Quentin’s side, linking arms with her, awkwardly saying, "Aunt insisted I be your bridesmaid, so... apologies for being an elder bridesmaid for you."
Rebecca Quentin shook her head hard, "I’m very happy that on my most important day, you are by my side." Finishing the sentence, her eyes were already shimring with faint tears.
Christine quickly used tissue to gently wipe away Rebecca Quentin’s tears, lightly scolding, "Silly girl, you can’t cry today..."
Rebecca Quentin let Christine wipe away her tears, choked up as she said, "Sis, promise , you must be happier than ."
Christine nodded repeatedly, "I will, I will... now, don’t cry."
"Yeah, Becca, if Mr. Geoffrey cos later and sees you crying, he’ll be heartbroken..."
Rebecca Quentin gently gave Isabella Joanna a playful jab, "Naughty..."
Christine imdiately hugged Rebecca Quentin, who also reached out to encircle Christine and Isabella Joanna.
The three of them, in the side hall of Jones’ Mansion, expressed their emotions of this mont of touch and reluctance.
"Mr. Geoffrey."
The servant’s respectful voice ca through.
Christine and Isabella Joanna released Rebecca Quentin quickly, with hidden tears in their eyes.
Howard Geoffrey’s gaze fixed on Rebecca Quentin’s face.
At this mont, she smiled through tears, exhibiting the shyness of a bride, her beauty radiant.
Christine and Isabella Joanna moved aside tacitly, guiding everyone out of the side hall, leaving all the ti and space to themselves.
Howard Geoffrey, at so distance, quietly gazed at Rebecca Quentin.
With shy eyes, Rebecca Quentin also slowly lifted her gaze to et his.
Today he wore the sa black suit as usual, yet his aura felt very different.
At this mont, he was full of vigor and charm.
No longer stern or arrogant, he smiled, his face carrying a smile like the warm winter sun, shining softly, making her heart beat like a drum.
Facing him, she had never felt so nervous...
This feeling was like the first ti she saw him, so shocking her, unable to stay calm.
Howard Geoffrey had already arrived before her, raising her hand wrapped in white gloves, not sparing the complint, "Darling, you’re beautiful today."
Rebecca Quentin tilted her head, "Are you saying I’m not pretty normally?"
Howard laughed, "You’re going to marry , and you still want to tease ?"
Rebecca Quentin reached out and wrapped her arms around Howard’s neck, "Why didn’t you tell about the wedding today?"
Howard’s arms also encircled her waist, his seductive voice enveloping her, "I wanted to give you a surprise."
"Then yesterday you shouldn’t have..." ntioning the topic, Rebecca Quentin blushed, lowered her head, too embarrassed to speak.
Howard lifted her shy little face, his gaze observing every subtle expression on it, casually saying, "Is my wife worried I expended too much energy last night and won’t give you a perfect wedding night?"
Rebecca Quentin playfully punched Howard softly, "Hey, I’m not thinking that way, you’re the one who always thinks that way... I’m saying I wasn’t prepared at all, otherwise I would’ve been in the best ntal state to welco this day."
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